"The auspicious time has come, please take your seats, invite the guests to take your seats. ”

The person who shouted was a middle-aged man in his forties, who was specially invited by Zhang Kun from the protocol company to transfer the master of ceremonies to traditional etiquette.

As the master of ceremonies shouted, Liang Yi pushed Qi Pengfei into the middle hall, and then Qi Pengming, as well as Wen Zhiming, Hou Baoguo, Tang Xinhua, and Jiao Guoan, all sat down on the left and right sides of the middle hall.

"Please, disciple Qi Xiangyang is seated!"

Qi Xiangyang tidied up cleanly, slowly walked to the middle of the middle hall, and stood there quietly.

"Please, Master Zu. ”

The security personnel who had been prepared for a long time held a portrait in both hands, and then respectfully hung it on the top of the central hall, and then opened it carefully.

The portrait is a portrait of a man with a round complexion, hair on the top of his head, a goatee on his chin, and a big-eared costume portrait, Fan Li.

Fan Li, the word Shaobo, also known as Tao Zhugong, an early Taoist scholar, one of the pioneers of Chu Studies, was respected by later generations as the "Shang Sheng", and was one of the "Five Sages of Nanyang".

Fan Li was born poor, but erudite and talented, once persuaded the Yue Wang Goujian to save his life, after the rise of the more to destroy Wu, after the success of the rapids retreat, the pseudonym of Yizi skin, travel the world, during the three times into a huge fortune in business, and three times scattered the family wealth. The world is known as "loyalty to the country", "wisdom to protect oneself", "business to get rich", and "fame" all over the world.

Many postmodern businessmen worship his statue as the originator of commerce.

And the antique industry, although there is a literati artistic conception, but it is ultimately a commercial behavior, so it is natural to invite Fan Li.

After inviting Fan Li's portrait, the master of ceremonies continued to say loudly: "Please, Master Yao Zhiping is seated." ”

Zhang Kun looked solemn, holding the newly made statue of Yao Zhiping in both hands and slowly walked in, and then carefully placed the portrait in front of the chair of the head master in the middle hall.

After placing the portrait, Zhang Kun slowly took a few steps back, and then sat down on a chair on the lower right side of the Taishi chair. It's not the top position, but it's not the bottom seat, it's in the middle.

"Please, disciple elders. ”

Liang Yi pushed Qi Pengfei and walked out slowly, Qi Pengfei was holding a big red prayer post in his hand, and he was quietly located under the Taishi chair.

"Please, the disciple and elder read the prayer post. ”

Qi Pengfei's face was serious, and then he gently opened the prayer post and read it out in a deep voice: "The teacher is great, and the entry to teach a skill is a policy of feeding and supporting the family, which has been passed down from generation to generation, and the etiquette is grand. Today, there are foolish students Qi Xiangyang, fortunate to meet a famous teacher, willing to get started, be nourished by karma, and cultivate virtue and righteousness. ”

"Since then, although the master and apprentice are divided, the friendship is the same as the father and the son, for the teacher, when the knowledge is respectful, the body is trained, the toothless is unforgettable, the love is out of the heart, there is no regret, there is no evidence, according to this word, to show solemnity. ”

After Qi Pengfei finished reading it, he respectfully placed the prayer post on the table of the Eight Immortals next to Yao Zhiping's posthumous statue.

"Dedication. The master of ceremonies shouted.

Liang Yi took out the things that had been prepared and sent them to Qi Pengfei, and at this time, Zhang Kun also stood up silently, walked to the statue of Yao Zhiping, and took the six salutes handed over by Qi Pengfei.

The six rituals include celery, lotus seeds, red beans, dates, longan, and dried lean pork strips.

Celery means diligent and studious, and lotus seed is bitter and means ascetic education. Red beans represent good fortune, jujube means early and high school, longan represents merit, and dried lean pork strips represent a little bit of the disciple's heart.

After taking all the things, Zhang Kun transferred them to the tray that the cleaning aunt next to him had already prepared, and then returned to his seat.

At this time, the master of ceremonies continued: "Please, disciple salute the ancestral master. ”

Qi Xiangyang's face was solemn, his knees knelt lightly, his hands clenched into fists, and he faced the portrait of Fan Li.

"One worship, Chinese civilization, has to be sheltered. ”

"The second worship, the way of the ancestors, has been more meritorious than the past and the present. ”

"Three worships, learning from things, self-cultivation and self-cultivation. ”

After bowing three times, the master of ceremonies continued, "Please, disciple salute the teacher. ”

Qi Xiangyang moved his body slightly, turned to the portrait of Yao Zhiping, looked at the black and white portrait, Yao Zhiping's blazing eyes, and couldn't help but feel a trace of waves in his heart: Master Yao Zhiping, you will be my teacher in the future.

"One worship, the teacher respects, establishes morality, and thanks to the teacher's hard work in the future. ”

"Two worships, teaching and teaching, teaching and resolving doubts, working diligently, and climbing step by step. ”

"Three bows, thank the teacher, heaven and earth as a mirror, hand in hand, tomorrow is better. ”

"Disciple, give tea to the master!"

A cleaner came over with a tea tray next to him, and then Qi Xiangyang picked up the teacup, and then carefully placed it on the table of the Eight Immortals next to Yao Zhiping's statue.

"Please return the courtesy. ”

Zhang Kun stood next to the statue, then picked up the dried longan, celery and green onions that had been prepared a long time ago, and sent them to Qi Xiangyang one by one.

Dried longan means enlightenment and wisdom, celery is not to be said, and green onions represent intelligence and cleverness.

After the salute was completed, Zhang Kun returned to his seat, and then the master of ceremonies said: "Tea to the senior brother." ”

Qi Xiangyang moved his steps lightly, came to Zhang Kun's seat, and then picked up the cleaning aunt's new teacup and sent it to Zhang Kun with a respectful face.

At this moment, Zhang Kun's heart was quiet, he looked at Qi Xiangyang quietly, and then turned his head to look at Yao Zhiping, who was sitting on his portrait on the chair of the first prince, and looked at the satisfied chuckle on Yao Zhiping's face.

Zhang Kun sighed lightly in his heart, then slowly took the teacup handed over by Qi Xiangyang, gently scraped the tea leaves on the tea surface with the tea lid, and then took a sip.

Drinking this cup of tea means that Zhang Kun has taken over the burden that originally belonged to Yao Zhiping, and shouldered the great responsibility of "preaching, teaching, and solving doubts" to Qi Xiangyang.

It seems that unconsciously, he got on Yao Zhiping's thief ship again.

But.......

Look at Qi Xiangyang's eyes full of expectation, and then look at the happy smile on Yao Zhiping's face, get on the thief ship, just get on the thief ship, everyone is happy.

After taking a sip, and then putting down the teacup, Zhang Kun looked at Qi Xiangyang, his face was straight, and then he said in a deep voice: "Since you have worshiped Teacher Yao as your teacher, you must remember the teacher's teachings in the future and abide by the teacher's rules." ”

"Mr. Yao has studied through the past and the present, but he does not have too many constraints on the doormen, only one point, that is, what Mr. Yao used to say: cultural relics do not tell lies, and my Yao family members do not tell lies. ”

"In the future, whether it is an appraisal or a transaction, remember your identity and keep your professional ethics in mind, you know. ”

"Yes, Xiang Yang remembers. Qi Xiangyang replied respectfully.

"Hmm. Zhang Kun finally showed a smile on his face, and then reached out and pulled Qi Xiangyang up.

"Licheng!" the master of ceremonies shouted loudly, and then countless salutes rose into the sky, and everyone showed smiling faces, Qi Pengfei, Liang Yi, Hou Baoguo, Tang Xinhua, Jiao Guoan, and even Qi Pengming had a faint happy smile on his face, and at that moment, there was no stupid look.

Wen Zhiming also chuckled and nodded, and Yao Zhiping laughed happily like never before, the kind of joy that Zhang Kun had never seen.

Qi Xiangyang was also excited and excited, in short, today is a good day.

Zhang Kun, who only had a smile on his face, sighed secretly in his heart: Maybe!